Like a puppy to his bone
You know how that goes
You toss it, and start the chase
It's the rush and thrill feeling you can't erase
What is it that keeps the puppy running after the bone
What is it that causes a dog to roam
You see the puppy eyes light up, fill with joy
When he sees his bone
You throw it, he chases
He runs and runs and just keeps his focus on the bone
He doesn't realize the dangers around him
Doesn't realize the true enemies surround him
All because he's chasing the bone
Chasing after the dream
Chasing after what used to be
Chasing after the memories
And then he finally catches the bone
And wonders should he leave it alone or bring it back home...
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